Vanya On 42nd Street Page #5

What do you mean by that?

Grandmother, Uncle Vanya, please!

I'm sorry. I'm done.

I am silent. Excuse me.

What a lovely day today.

Not too hot.

Excellent weather for -

Suicide.

Chick, chick,

chick, chick, chick, chick, chick!

Chick, chick, chick, chick,

chick, chick, chick, chick, chick!

- Chick, chick, chick, chick, chick!

- Nanny, which one are you calling?

Polka Dot has gone off with her chicks.

I don't want the crows to get them.

Here, chick, chick, chick,

chick, chick, chick, chick!

Chick, chick, chick, chick, chick, chick!

- Uh, Doctor, they've come for you.

- Who?

Uh, from the factory.

There's been - They need you.

Fine. Well, I have to go, damn it.

What a shame.

I'm so sorry. Um, why don't you

come back for supper, after the factory?

Well, it'd be too late then, won't it?

How could I? How could I?

Waffles, get me a glass of vodka,

would you, please?

Glass of vodka.

Well, if you should like to stop by sometime,

perhaps with Sophie here...

I would be most delighted.

I only have the 80 acres,

but if it interested you...

next to me we have a model orchard

such as you won't see within a thousand miles.

It's a state reserve.

And the, um, overseer, the old forester...

he's usually ill, you see...

and actually

I get to oversee the work myself.

- Yes, they told me you loved the woods.

- Oh, yes.

I- I suppose there's much good

to be done there.

Oh, much good.

But my question is, doesn't it interfere

with your real calling?

My real calling?

God knows what our real calling is.

The woods. You find them interesting.

Interesting? Fascinating, yes.

Yes. Fascinating.

You don't seem that old.

What would we say? Um, 36, 37?

So?

Well, how interesting can that be, really,

alone in the woods all the time?

I should find it quite monotonous.

No, it's-it's really -

it's really quite interesting.

Every year he plots new forests

or he makes a plan to conserve the old ones.

He's received both a medal

and a diploma for his work.

If you listen to him,

you'll see what he means.

He says that forests embellish the land...

and that they instill in man

a love of beauty...

that they raise the mind.

Um, they moderate the climate...

and in the lands

where the climate is milder...

then people struggle less with nature...

and the people in those lands

are milder and gentler...

and their speech is more refined,

and their movements are more graceful...

and they cultivate the arts and sciences,

and there's joy in their philosophy...

and they treat women with nobleness.

Bravo! Bravo! This is magnificent.

But now it's not convincing, my friend,

as I still must fuel my stoves...

and build with those same woods

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